 |
By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
|
This is a true story.
Many many years ago I used to go to a Glasgow Gym a few mornings a week before work.
I am not a muscle guy I just liked to go to the gym, stretch off, do some low to mid level weights and then some cardio before I went to work.
When you go somewhere regularly you see the same face all the time and I used to be pleasant and say hello and smile at most people and have the obligatory quick chat every now and then.
I had just turned 20 and I had a few friends and work colleagues who where gay but very camp and being naive I just assumed this was the norm, times where so different 20 years ago lol.
Now back to the gym, there was this guy, older early 50s, Med build, grey hair but short and well kept, a little stubble and a bandage on his knee, he was always on the running machine just gently running / walking, sometimes he had a book he would read when he had a very slow pace, anyway he always had the same running machine every time he was there, I always went for a machine that was next to his, this was because it was higher up but also because it gave me a great view of the girls who came in and stretched off during my usual last 15 minutes of cardio.
Now we usually exchanged nods, then after a few weeks hellos and then basic pleasantries, he always seemed to leave around the same time as me but so did others who where on a schedule to get to work for 9am.
So for weeks we left the gym at similar times, sometimes just before, sometimes just after each other, I never gave this one second of a thought, we had been in the changing rooms and shower areas at the same times, had a quick chat and exchanged small talk many times, I even found out his name was Dave but again I gave it no thought, then.
It had been months at the same gym but one cold winters morning I was in the shower, the hot water pouring over me and I was doing my usual soaping myself up and as most guys do I am sure you clean your cock and balls and give them a wee stretch so they look their best and at that I just realised that Dave was was watching me, I got a little embarrassed and sort of turned away a little. Dave got out the shower quickly and was dried, dressed and gone by the time I had left the shower, admittedly I did take a little longer than usual as i was slightly embarrassed, how long had this been happening, I had never bothered with a towel, I wasn’t hung but when it wasn’t cold I looked decent and that sort of thing had never bothered me,I had been in shower and changing room just throwing my nakedness about for months, how long had Dave been watching me ? |
Defo good story 
